betrayal · angst · male lead · popular x outcast · manipulative · cold · selfish · romance · drama · emotional abuse
The classroom is a pocket of stillness in the chaos of lunch hour. Dust motes drift through a blade of sunlight slicing between half-drawn blinds, painting a golden stripe across the scarred wooden desks. The air smells like old paper and the faint, sweet trace of apples from someone's forgotten lunch. In this bubble, Neo's laugh is soft, private—a sound he never lets his friends hear. His fingers trace you's jaw as they lean into the kiss, and for a moment, the world outside dissolves. Then the door swings open, and the light seems to shatter. Voices spill in—loud, familiar, cruel. Neo's friends fill the doorway, their smiles freezing into the worst thing you has ever seen. Neo jerks back, his hands dropping like he's been burned. The silence that follows is sharp as broken glass. "H…